Manual of Space-Time Interference

The moment Lin Dong's words sounded in the dialect, he greeted his brother and rushed in. The crossfire formed by the two heavy machine guns did not fire. The devils in the heavy machine gun position were covering their eyes and wailing loudly. The flash bombs in the night were powerful. Incomparably, the devil who has never seen this kind of thing suffered a big loss.

The sporadic gunshots began to sound, and the group quickly dealt with these devils, exerting their strength to eat milk and rushing towards the building in the center.

Due to the fact that the frontal battle ended too quickly, the devil did not have much time to build his own defensive position. Within a few hundred meters, there was only a small team of troops, but the sound of footsteps not far away and The shouts of the Guizi officer also meant that the Guizi reinforcements were about to arrive, and the situation became tense.

"Director Lin, do you still have grenades?" Dialect asked Lin Dong, the door of the building was tightly closed, telling him that the Japanese headquarters did not welcome this group of uninvited guests.

Lin Dong glanced around and shouted loudly, "If you still have grenades, get them quickly."

A few grenades were placed in Lin Dong's hand, and the dialect grabbed it and hurriedly wrapped it with a piece of clothing. Intense gunshots began to sound behind him. It was between the broken brothers and the reinforcements of the Devils. battle that takes place.

"Retreat!" Fang Yan shouted, then pulled out the fuse of the grenade, swung it round, and threw it towards the gate.

Boom!

A blazing fire rang out at the gate, and another explosion sounded one after another. Looking at the door that had been broken open, Dialect threw a smoke bomb and a flash grenade in the same way.

"Walk!"

Dialect shouted at Lin Dong. He was the first to step into the heavy smoke. After feeling that he had entered the door, he resolutely rolled to the area next to him. The moment he left the smoke area, he raised his gun and aimed at the people in the hall. .

Piu! piu!piu!

After a few breathless gunshots, the blinded guard devil lay on the ground before he could react at all.

"Catch the live ones, don't die!" Seeing the brothers rushing in one after another from the outside, Fang Yan shouted and ran in behind the brothers.

Guizi's needless struggle ended soon. The hall on the first floor was also a tactical hall. Many Guizi officers were also planning their next battles in it. The sudden attack by Dialects just caught them off guard. It took less than 3 minutes. The battle also prevented the other side's hopes of evacuating.

"Come on some brothers to search this building and quickly occupy the back door." Dialect shouted to the surrounding brothers.

"Don't move... Kneel down..."

Looking at the Japanese officers who were knelt down by the guns, and the brothers who were constantly searching, Dialect was also relieved. Hearing the still fierce gunfire outside, he thought for a while, and pointed at a middle officer. Lin Dong said, "Commander Lin, take him outside and bring all the brothers to the front of the building to defend."

Lin Dong also understood the meaning of the dialect in an instant. He hit the middle sergeant with the **** of his gun, and directly beat the middle sergeant to the point where he was bleeding. go.

"Who can speak Chinese?" Fang Yan looked at Lin Dong's figure, turned his head and shouted at the group of devilish officers. After seeing no one responding, he shouted again, "whocanspeakEnglish?"

Silence, no one from the devil answered his words.

"Ah!"

Dialect sneered, he knew that the devil was still doing silent resistance, and since this was the case, don't blame him for being cruel, looking at a major officer under Hu Zi, he sneered: "Hu Zi, put him bring it here."

"Got it!"

Zhang Hu smashed the devil to the ground with the **** of his gun, then dragged him and walked over.

"Brother, what do you say you want to do, I Huzi won't say anything, I will never blink if I want to kill him." Huzi said to the dialect, looking at this devil, his eyes flashed a deadly cold light.

Dialect waved his hands, squatted down, looked at the devils around him, and said, "Brothers, please bring this group of devils closer, I'll give them some meat today, and see blood."

The surrounding brothers let out a roar of laughter, and in the midst of scolding and wailing, they gathered the devils together.

"I know some of you will definitely speak Chinese, but it doesn't matter now." Dialect turned his head and glanced at the devils surrounding him, and said disdainfully, "There is an old saying in China, it is called not giving up until the Yellow River, you all. Now, hehe!"

After speaking, he pulled out the saber on his leg, danced twice in his hand, his eyes burst with ferocity, and the knife plunged into the major's leg.

"what!"

The old and dizzy Major who was hit by Zhang Hu with the **** of his gun was instantly awake under this severe pain.

"What are you doing, be honest... don't move..."

Dialect turned his head to look, and the rioting devils were immediately suppressed by the national army. At this time, they were all eyes wide open~www.wuxiaspot.com~ clenched their fists tightly with both hands, extremely angry.

"I said, it's not good for you to speak a sentence of Chinese, you have to do this, you have to look at it." Dialect sneered, looking at the angry devils, without turning his head, he stabbed again with a backhand knife.

"what!"

It was still the familiar screams, and there was a hint of happiness on the dialect's face. He didn't know if he was a psychopath now, but it was estimated that it was not far off.

"What a nice voice!" Fang Yan said to himself, he slowly pulled out the knife again, wiped the **** saber on his hand with the Major's clothes, and waited for the saber to be released under the dim light. After revealing a touch of white light, he turned to look at the devils.

"Tell me, does the voice sound good?" Fang Yan said, looking back at the Major behind him, the devil had already passed out.

Fang Yan shook his head regretfully, and said to the tiger next to him: "Pull another one out, don't make people dizzy, I want the devil to watch it soberly."

"Okay, but I'll stab me later, Mother Tait is so cool, this voice." Zhang Hu returned, turned his head and searched among the officers with cold eyes, as if he was looking for his prey .

"It's just you!" Huzi said, walking forward, only to find that the group of devils were all surrounded, and the one in the middle could not be fished out at all.

Hu Zi saw the situation and yelled, "His grandma's, these little Japanese were taken prisoner, but they are so stubborn, everyone, teach them a lesson."

A group of people walked up, took the butts of their guns and directly smashed the devils to the point of crying.

"Stop!"

A calm and heavy Japanese voice came from behind, and the four devils walked down the stairs. Dialect looked up and instantly recognized who was speaking.

Matsui Ishigen!